[Dedicated to the great star of English music hall, Anthony Newley - a man I used to make fun of even as I realized how awesome he was. He wrote the music for Willy Wonka and was David Bowie's biggest influence - with songs like "Who Can I Turn To". I hung out with him once in 1990 for a few hours. While we were wandering we saw a grand piano open. I looked at him and he looked at me and said, "I can't play any instruments. Wish I could."]

She's so bizarre, at least that's what she preaches
She's traveled far, at least that's what she says
But all I can see is her tits
And her twinkly eyes and bubble lips
And a smile that squares when she laughs
That's where she is
That's where I'm at
Beside her
Thankfully inside her
At least that's what she says
I'm here to stay
Then she breaks the news
She's going to go away

She's going to Europe
She's made a plan
She's met a man
My blueberry
My sweet Cherie
You've made a pancake out of me
You were never meant to be

And then I'm thankfully beside her
Thankfully inside her
At least that's what she says
I'm here to stay
Then she breaks the news
She's going to go away

She's made a hole
Where she can peak out at the moon
It's been a week
Since she retreated to her room
The longest weak I've ever spent
It's an impression, no a dent
In my head, in my soul

And then I'm here beside her
Thankfully inside her
At least that's what she says
She's here to stay -

Mark Nichols - 8/28/2011